The ability to see
that we’re nothing more
than elements bonded
like all things before
But unlike the inanimate
I realize this fact
and how realization is possible
isn’t exact
The mind made from dust
same found in space
searches for answers
to this puzzling place
People speak of genius
and ignorance flip side
but no one can answer
how we live and die
No one can explain
how elements bind
to make up the thoughts
of our living kind
Something inside us
within our short season
longs for an answer
a source and a reason